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Chapter 207 I'll Kill You Right Now
Nie Hehuan's false eyelashes and the poppy tattoo stickers on the corners of his eyes were bought casually, and they were not waterproof and easy to wash. After his vigorous scrubbing, the false eyelashes and tattoo stickers had disappeared.

The lipstick on her lips is almost washed out, and without the wig, Nie Hehuan's long hair is loose from the back, and some of the wet hair sticks to her small face, her face and eyes are red, trembling breath with parted lips
, extraordinarily embarrassing.

Although embarrassed, that small face showed its true colors.

Fair, tender, young...

The trembling eyes that looked at him from the mirror, the red light was flowing, but they were still clean and transparent.

The man who forced her down behind Nie Hehuan suddenly gritted his teeth and stared at Nie Hehuan's cold eyes in the mirror, full of viciousness and hatred.

"Tell me, who are you?" Zhan Ting said deeply, his voice was harsh and also hoarse.

Nie Hehuan shuddered, and tears rolled out, "Mr., ah..."

As soon as Nie Hehuan opened her mouth, Zhan Ting's big hand, which was pulling her long hair deeply, pulled it down cruelly. Nie Hehuan immediately screamed in pain, her brows frowned in pain, and the turbulent clear tears fell on her flushed eyes. full at once, then slammed

Smash it down.

Nie Hehuan endured the choked sobs in his throat, staring at the man's savage face in the mirror with trembling lips.

"Call me what, call again."

Gritting his teeth deeply as he spoke, Zhan Ting moved forward with all his strength and shackled her in front of him.

"Um……"

Nie Hehuan closed her eyes and groaned choked up.

"Call!"

Zhan Ting grabbed her hair deeply and stared at her fiercely.

"Ugh..."

A low sob burst out from the corner of Nie Hehuan's mouth uncontrollably, his eyes filled with tears, and he looked at him sadly.

Zhan Ting stared at her deeply, and the more pitifully she showed at this moment, the anger in his chest could not be restrained from rushing out of his chest.

This woman, damn woman...

Zhan Tingshen let out a roar like a beast, and flung Nie Hehuan's hair away.

Immediately, Nie Hehuan felt a tightness in his waist, and then, a sharp pain hit his bones.

Nie Hehuan was almost scared out of his wits and exclaimed, "What are you going to do?"

"It hurts... woo..."

Nie Hehuan's whole body was trembling because his waist was so painful from being pinched and held by him.

He just wanted to torture her and make her hurt, didn't he?

"Ugh..."

Nie Hehuan's tears kept rolling down from the corners of her eyes like ice beans.

"what……"

Nie Hehuan was in pain and fear, and the grief in his heart burst through his throat, crying loudly, "My waist is about to break, don't torture me like this, I'm dying of pain..."

"..."

Nie Hehuan was weeping, looking at his big hand pinching her waist fiercely with red eyes, the cold little hand hurt unbearably, she pulled his hand in panic, when she pulled it, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes overflowing and flying, poor scared like

a helpless child.

Zhan Tingshen's eyes were bloodshot, and he grabbed her hand brutally and placed it on his throbbing left heart.

Such a powerful shock contained his anger and hatred.

Nie Hehuan's face was pale, and she stared at him tremblingly with red eyes. She shook her head faster and flinched, trying to withdraw her hand.

Zhan Tingshen pressed hard, Shen Yu leaned down, pinched Nie Hehuan's chin with the tiger's mouth of the other hand, stared at Nie Hehuan's scarlet eyes like a snake's mouth full of poison, "Who am I? Hmm? What did you call me? Say, what did you call me?
What? "

"Woooo..." Nie Hehuan's palms kept shaking, and she was almost speechless from crying.

"Don't tell me? Okay, okay, I might as well kill you right now..." Anyway, it hurts!

After Zhan Ting finished speaking sternly, he threw away Nie Hehuan's chin, and moved his coarse-grained palm towards her slender neck.

"Third Master!"

Nie Hehuan burst into tears, and finally, finally called out those two words...

Zhan Tingshen's big hand came to a standstill.

in the bathroom.

Except for Nie Hehuan's crying when he was forced to the brink of collapse, there was no sound.

Zhan Ting stared deeply at Nie Hehuan's eyes, which were gradually overwhelmed by another deeper and more intense red, but his ferocious face suddenly turned pale as snow.

There was no heartbeat, and he couldn't hear the sound of water falling from the open faucet.

What appeared before Zhan Tingshen's eyes was just the past four years, every minute and every second he had missed her like crazy.

Anger, hatred, can't cover his mood at this moment.

Because there is deep and strong love in it, as well as unbelievable panic and fear, these are just his obsessions in his midnight dreams.

Nie Hehuan looked at Zhan Tingshen's face through the mist of tears, his throat was choked and painful.

"Nie Xiangsi."

for a long time.

The three words full of all his deep emotions broke through Zhan Ting's cold and thin lips and overflowed.

Those three words came to Nie Xiangsi's ears.

Like a hammer, it hit her hard in the center of her heart.

Nie Hehuan closed his eyes, tightly suppressing the surge of sadness that suddenly surged to his throat, his face flushed up to his neck.

The corners of Zhan Tingshen's eyes were burning, and he stretched out his hand to hold half of her face up.

Her tears slipped into his palms icily, and it seemed as if an ice rain was falling in Zhan Tingshen's heart. The rain, like a sharp knife, scraped and dripped on his heart.

"Nie Xiangsi."

Zhan Ting stared deeply at Nie Hehuan's closed eyes, and with a hoarse voice, he called her name clearly.

Nie Hehuan clenched his teeth and lips tightly, preventing himself from making a sound.

"Nie Xiangsi." Zhan Ting rubbed her face deeply with his palms, and his scorching but icy breath also fell on Nie Hehuan's face.

Nie Hehuan's raised eyelashes shuddered because of his closed eyes, and the veins on his forehead slowly bulged out one by one.

"Open your eyes!"

Zhan Ting deeply pressed Nie Hehuan's cheek with his fingertips, and his voice was stern.

Nie Hehuan was in a lot of torment, and the slap on his face was uncomfortable except forbearance.

Zhan Ting stared deeply at her stubbornly closed eyes, full of hatred, the corners of his eyes flicked over the trembling lips, and a dark light flickered across his deep cold eyes.

A touch of warmth and coolness pressed down suddenly, and a hot and fierce air flow rushed in from her lips like an electric shock. Nie Hehuan's heart trembled, his eyes widened in panic, and he shook his little head to avoid it.

Zhan Ting sneered darkly, then reached out and pinched the corner of her mouth domineeringly, not allowing her to escape.

"No..." Nie Hehuan's tears fell faster, two soft little hands patted Zhan Tingshen's hard shoulder bones, and his back was pressed against the edge of the cold sink, his tall and strong physique unreservedly crushed down, almost
Her waist was crushed.

Nie Hehuan's waist and limbs were shaking non-stop. As a last resort, he had to put down one hand and lean back on the sink to avoid being crushed by him in the middle.

Familiar and moist breath swelled from between the lips of the two.

Zhan Ting's deeply resented soul trembled with joy and throbbing, and became more and more ruthless.

In the end, Nie Hehuan's upper body was flattened by him and lay on the sink. The creaking sound from the waist made Nie Hehuan's scalp and heart tighten.

Suddenly.

The weight on the body disappears.

The blocked lips are also freed.

Nie Hehuan hurriedly opened his lips to breathe, and wanted to get off the sink in panic.

click-

A sound of metal clashing came from the front.

Nie Hehuan gasped in shock and looked over in fear.

Nie Hehuan was so frightened that his heart and liver were torn apart, his legs became weaker when he fell to the ground, and he ran towards the door trembling.

But within two steps, the man's big palm grabbed her arm from behind and pushed her against the cold wall of the bathroom.

"What are you going to do?" Nie Hehuan whimpered as he looked at the man in front of her who was suppressing her with a sinister expression, with swollen cat eyes.

"Are you crazy?"

Nie Hehuan's nerves were terrified by his series of dangerous and terrifying actions, and he panicked to the extreme.

Zhan Ting leaned deeply, pressed his thin lips to her crystal ears, and his voice was as dark as Satan, "Are you afraid?"

"Woo..." Nie Hehuan's legs were trembling like clockwork, and tears flowed from her eyes like gold mountains, "You can't, you can't do this to me."

"5 minutes, explain." Zhan Tingshen opened his sharp teeth and bit Nie Hehuan's thin earlobe.

"Hmm..." Nie Hehuan's cheeks twitched in pain.

"Four more minutes." Yin Cece's voice penetrated Nie Hehuan's ears like a poisonous snake.

Nie Hehuan cried in pain, "You hurt me."

"3 minutes."

"I'm in so much pain, I don't know what to say, can you let me go?" Nie Hehuan cried with some breakdown.

"Two points."

"I really don't know what to say, let me go first..." Nie Hehuan was panicked and frightened, his mind went blank for a moment, and then he was extremely messed up, crying so much that his whole body convulsed slightly, and he couldn't even breathe.

"one cent."

Nie Hehuan only felt that his waist was about to break. Apart from the pain, he couldn't concentrate at all. He cried so hard that he couldn't speak.

5 minutes passed.

Zhan Tingshen couldn't hear the explanation he wanted to hear.

The crimson eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of ice that seemed to never melt.

The gap of the teeth bit Nie Hehuan's thin earlobe, and the sweet blood stained his lips red.

At this moment, Zhan Tingshen, like a demon reborn from blood, slowly let go of Nie Hehuan's earlobe, and raised his head from the side of her neck.

When Nie Hehuan saw his bloodthirsty and ruthless face through the fog in front of his eyes, the blood in his whole body seemed to be injected with cold ice slag in an instant, and the blood flowing in the blood vessels was rapidly cooled and solidified.

Nie Hehuan's crying also stopped unexpectedly, with a pale face, staring at Zhan Tingshen in horror, unknown and deep fear were written on every line on his small face.

(End of this chapter)